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"One hundred and fifty years ago, a former dynasty Yixiucai and a rich lady in Luoyang met by fate, and the two fell in love at first sight and made a private decision for life."

"At that time, Taizu raised troops, and troubled times came."

Xiucai learned that his mother died of illness in his hometown, and decided to keep filial piety for three years, and returned to marry Miss after three years. However, after years of chaos, the imperial capital Luoyang was reduced to ruins, and the women guarded it for several years. ”

"Women are hard to keep the show, and then lose their hair and become a nun."

"Many years later, a new dynasty was established, and the world was peaceful. A wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River heard that there were gods and nuns in the ancient temple of Jialan, who cultivated into the bodhisattva realm and purified the world. ”

So he took his wife and children to the ancient temple of Garan to pray for blessings......"

Kyoto.

Dongshi Tea House.

In a private room by the window on the third floor.

Ji Xiu quietly looked at the beautiful nun in front of him.

Outside the window, it was raining, and two cups of strong tea on the table were steaming.

The nun is very beautiful, with a white and delicate goose egg face.

Wearing a dark green wide gown, the skin set off is more and more white and delicate, which is very temperamental.

However, at this time, Ji Xiu was very puzzled in his heart.

I can't figure out why this eldest lady of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites, a genius disciple of Cihang Nunnery, wants to meet her.

Although the predecessor said that there was an uncle who was a hundred households in the embroidery royal history, but in this Kyoto city, in the end, he was just a six-grade petty official.

And the predecessor was a waste person who was expelled from the White Horse Academy because of mixing with female ghosts.

With the status of both sides, there will never be an intersection.

“… The old people were speechless when they saw each other, and the rain outside the ancient temple of Garan was loud, and the eyes flashed in front of them to envy others. Suddenly, Ling Chen paused, looked at Ji Xiu, and said, "What does the donor think about the future?" ”

When asked, Ji Xiu put away what he was thinking and groaned slightly.

"When Shenni cultivates Buddhism and enters the realm of a first-class bodhisattva, the four must be empty, and they will see through the red dust. Well, that show has become a wealthy businessman with a happy family. Saying that, Ji Xiu paused slightly and said:

"Presumably there is no follow-up."

Those who can cultivate the Buddha to the bodhisattva realm are all cattle people who have let go of the obsession in their hearts and seen through the red dust.

Things are people, and the rich businessman faces his ex-girlfriend in the Bodhisattva realm, and he is afraid that he will be more in awe than guilt in his heart, and naturally there will be no follow-up.

Rainwater dripped down the window, and water droplets splashed. Ling Chen lowered his head and chuckled, "If the story can end here, it will naturally be good." ”

"Uh, I guessed wrong?" Ji Xiu was stunned.

Ling Chen looked at Ji Xiu, who was surprised, and continued: "Later, after the Bodhisattva's enlightenment, the rich businessman suddenly woke up in front of the Buddha, saw through the red dust, scattered all his family wealth, and became a monk in the ancient temple of Jialan. ”

"From then on, the ancient Buddha of the green lantern has comprehended the subtlety of Buddhism..."

"Ah, this..."The heavy rain outside the window was shutting down, and a chill hit, and Ji Xiu owed himself.

Tut! This story is a bit scary to think about.

Obviously, it was the rich girl in the Bodhisattva realm who was deliberately taking revenge.

"In the end, what happened to the rich merchant's wife and children?" Ji Xiu asked subconsciously.

Well, he listened to the story.

Ling Chen held the teacup in both hands, tilted his head to look at the rain curtain outside the window, and said in a quiet tone, as if he was reminiscing:

"The woman knelt outside the temple for three days and three nights with her son in her arms, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, so that her husband could see her."

Unfortunately, she didn't get to see her in the end. Disheartened, he decided to forget about the negative person and live a good life. ”

Ji Xiu didn't speak, feeling that the story wasn't over yet.

Sure enough, I heard the quiet voice of the early morning sound again.

A month later, the woman committed suicide by throwing herself into a lake with her three-year-old son in her arms. The fish in the lake were very active that day, and the blood stained red. ”

The family is ruined, and the children and grandchildren are cut off!

An inexplicable chill suddenly rose in my heart.

Especially seeing the shallow smile on the corner of the woman's mouth in front of him, as well as the tone that seemed to be seen with his own eyes, made Ji Xiu's heart a little hairy.

I picked up the teacup and poured it, and found that the tea had already cooled.

"Ahem!" Looking at the fresh-looking woman in front of him, Ji Xiu let out a light cough, squeezed out a smile on his face, and changed the topic: "I don't know what happened to Miss Ling's appointment?" ”

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with the woman.

As soon as they met, they inexplicably told themselves a story about Buddhist scriptures without compassion.

There are only a few words, but the whole article tells a truth: revenge! I'm not happy, why are you happy, full of children and grandchildren?

Ling Chen also seemed to intend to reveal the story just now, smiled slightly, and said, "I want the donor to help me practice." ”

"Whoa!" Ji Xiu choked on his own saliva, and when he lowered his head, he coughed violently, and it took a while to recover.

"I'm sorry." Ji Xiu wiped his mouth, coughed lightly, and said with some embarrassment: "Ji doesn't really understand what the girl meant. ”

"You're really alike." Ling Chen answered the question, smiling, well, there was still a trace of doting love in his eyes?

"Who does Miss Ling say I look like?" I don't know why, being looked at by her like this, Ji Xiu only felt a burst of hair in his heart.

Ling Chen smiled slightly, did not answer Ji Xiu, but took out a crumpled piece of paper from his cuff and put it on the table.

Ji Xiu looked at it curiously,

I saw a few lines of lyrics written with a brush leap onto the page.

Well, it's his handwriting!

"Sure enough, you remember everything that happened in the past." Ling Chen had tears in his eyes, and his tone was stunned, like choking.

Hiss! Ji Xiu's scalp was numb at the moment.

Made! It's really unlucky, just copy a song, what kind of "ghost story" can you pull on, is this blessing for 'Fang Wenshan'?

"I don't know my request, is the donor willing to agree?" Ling Chen seemed to have deliberately revealed the problem just now, and his expression returned to calm.

Ji Xiu complained in his heart, put down the words he had written to a certain Oiran in the tick column to discuss business with a few booksellers.

"I don't know what the girl just said to help you practice?"

Tut! It won't be Master Fahai's kind of 'I want you to help me practice', but I'm not a demon either!

This woman can't be possessed by some female ghost, right? Or is it some kind of mysterious rebirth? It's so wicked!

"My cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, and I need to realize the love of the red dust and erase the last bit of dust in the Buddha's heart." Ling Chen looked at Ji Xiu calmly.

What was revealed in a pair of eyes was an undisguised weird doting affection, which made Ji Xiu have goosebumps all over his body!

It can be seen that the girl has a deep feeling for the story of the ancient temple in the Buddhist scriptures. In this case, it is necessary for Ji to explain one thing to the girl. Ji Xiu sighed, raised his head and said sincerely:

"In fact, the lyrics are not from below!"

"Its original is a gentleman named Fang Wenshan. I think it was him who really resonated with the girl and felt empathy. ”

Well, the implication is obvious, you go to this person.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid Ji won't be able to help you in this matter." After speaking, Ji Xiu took a breath, got up and left.

Realize the love of red dust? Why me?

Just because of that weird Buddhist scripture story? I didn't write the lyrics, I copied them!

Slipped, slipped away!

This nun is too weird!

Ji Xiu felt that if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would have to fold in, the matter here was a bit big, don't look for me if you have something, whoever writes it will go to whom!

“… Amitabha. As soon as Ji Xiu arrived at the staircase, he heard a soft and compassionate voice ringing in his ears.

"Ye Baihu offended his colleagues in the embroidered imperial history. If you can't sit firmly in the post of deputy thousand households in this election, you may be worried about your life. ”

Ji Xiu's body paused, and his feet hanging on the steps were retracted. He turned to look at the figure standing in front of the window, with his back to him.

"If I marry you, Ye Baihu can be promoted to Deputy Thousand Households."

"If you enter the Ling family, Ye Baihu can be promoted to embroidered clothes and thousands of households."

"Whichever one I choose, after six months, I will promise to give back the donor's freedom. The deal is a good deal, and the donor should not refuse. ”

As he spoke, Ling Chen turned around with a calm face and said, "In addition, the 'Red Mansion' written by the donor will no longer be stuck." ”

"I can also recommend the donor to the national prison."

Tut! That's a lot to give. Ji Xiu admitted, a little moved. But the feeling this woman gave him was too weird.

"Ji is not that kind of person!" Ji Xiu was unmoved.

If the book can't be sent out, others can't see it, so you can find another way, and it's a big deal to go to the street to sell them one by one.

As long as someone flips through the books they have written, they will gain life! There is a saying, how can a living person suffocate to death?

Ling Chen: "I can also give you a sum of money every month." ”

Ji Xiu: "I'm sorry, Miss Ling misunderstood. Ji doesn't really value money much, Ji actually ......"

Ling Chen: "After marriage, you can take a concubine if you want, I won't interfere." The premise is that you marry me, not into a family. ”

Ji Xiu: "......"

Hiss! What a vicious woman!

A knife pokes at the soft underbelly, right?

But I'm a guy in Ji, how can I bend my waist easily?

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